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Little Miss Sunshine · 11-12-2007, 10:50 PM

Chapter 4

Draco sat in his study, a cup of firewhiskey in one hand, his head in the other. He took another deep breath, trying to make her leave his thoughts. But all he thought of was Farah. How beautiful she was, how just the sight of her made him lose his breath and his knees buckle in weakness. How the scent of her felt when he breathed it in, letting it intoxicate his body. How it felt when she hugged him the previous day, and how the feeling made him so warm. How she made him feel stronger than he was before. He thought back to when they were younger and at Hogwarts, and how their friendship got him through it all. She had been his angel, to help guide him and be there for him through everything. She had been his best friend. He loved her since he first laid eyes on her, that day on the train on the way to their first year at Hogwarts.

Draco looked over to his desk drawer and opened it, pulling out two pictures. One was of he and Farah sitting together, smiling at each other by the Great Lake. He had on his Slytherin qudditch robes, and he remembered he and Farah went to the lake, wanting to avoid the parties the other Slytherin’s parties that occurred after each team victory. They always did that together. The other was of Farah and Harry. They were walking down the drive, headed towards Hogsmeade, hand in hand, looking very much in love. This picture tore Draco up inside, for he had longed to be the one to hold her hand, to kiss her lips. Instead he was just her ex-best friend who wished she loved him the same way he loved her.

“I can’t believe Farah had a baby…my innocent Farah…,” Draco muttered.

“You didn’t expect her to remain pure for you, did you?,” a voice asked.

Draco’s eyes shot up and met the eyes of his best friend, Daniel Hawkins.

The boy was built just like Draco; tall, lean and extremely fit. Except for the pale skin Draco had, Daniel was covered in tan skin. His hair was in a long ponytail and it was jet black. His eyes were ocean blue, and a sneer was always on his lips.

“She doesn’t love you, Draco. Why would she ever save herself for you?,” Daniel asked, sneering.

He was leaned against a window, his arms crossed across his broad chest.

“Shut up,” Draco said, putting the pictures back in the drawer.

“I’m just speaking the truth,” Daniel smirked.

Draco crossed his arms and looked over at Daniel.

“How do you know she doesn’t love me? She could love me, and just not tell anyone…,” Draco replied.

“If she loved you, she’d be in there nursing YOUR child, not Potter’s…,” Daniel said.

“Maybe Potter forced her into all of this…,” Draco sighed.

“I doubt it…she is a witch. If she didn’t love Potter, she could have prevented all of it…she was one of the smartest witches of age…she could have used a spell to prevent all of it…,” Daniel replied.

“Shut up Daniel!,” Draco exclaimed.

He stood up and picked up a vase of flowers that was on his desk and flung it across the room toward Daniel. But he was too fast, and he merely slid over lazily, rolling his eyes at the pile of water, flowers and glass on the floor.

“You shouldn’t let her upset you like this,” Daniel said.

“I can’t help it,” Draco growled.

He stood up and looked out the window into the dark night. The only light shining on the lawn was that from the moon and the light flickering from Farah’s window a few floors below.

“Just let her go and forget her. You don’t need her,” Daniel said.

“Yes I do. I need her. Just like I needed her at Hogwarts,” Draco murmured.

“She doesn’t love you!,” Daniel exclaimed. “You could have any girl you wanted! They would all kill for you!”

“But they’re not what I want,” Draco said. “I’d rather kill for her.”

11-12-2007, 10:50 PM	#18 (permalink)
Little Miss Sunshine Formerly: G00DGIRLG0N3BAD Veela Location: Living my life. Join Date: Jul 2006 Posts: 14,267 Hogwarts RPG Name: Fallon Chanel Fifth Year	Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Draco sat in his study, a cup of firewhiskey in one hand, his head in the other. He took another deep breath, trying to make her leave his thoughts. But all he thought of was Farah. How beautiful she was, how just the sight of her made him lose his breath and his knees buckle in weakness. How the scent of her felt when he breathed it in, letting it intoxicate his body. How it felt when she hugged him the previous day, and how the feeling made him so warm. How she made him feel stronger than he was before. He thought back to when they were younger and at Hogwarts, and how their friendship got him through it all. She had been his angel, to help guide him and be there for him through everything. She had been his best friend. He loved her since he first laid eyes on her, that day on the train on the way to their first year at Hogwarts. Draco looked over to his desk drawer and opened it, pulling out two pictures. One was of he and Farah sitting together, smiling at each other by the Great Lake. He had on his Slytherin qudditch robes, and he remembered he and Farah went to the lake, wanting to avoid the parties the other Slytherin’s parties that occurred after each team victory. They always did that together. The other was of Farah and Harry. They were walking down the drive, headed towards Hogsmeade, hand in hand, looking very much in love. This picture tore Draco up inside, for he had longed to be the one to hold her hand, to kiss her lips. Instead he was just her ex-best friend who wished she loved him the same way he loved her. “I can’t believe Farah had a baby…my innocent Farah…,” Draco muttered. “You didn’t expect her to remain pure for you, did you?,” a voice asked. Draco’s eyes shot up and met the eyes of his best friend, Daniel Hawkins. The boy was built just like Draco; tall, lean and extremely fit. Except for the pale skin Draco had, Daniel was covered in tan skin. His hair was in a long ponytail and it was jet black. His eyes were ocean blue, and a sneer was always on his lips. “She doesn’t love you, Draco. Why would she ever save herself for you?,” Daniel asked, sneering. He was leaned against a window, his arms crossed across his broad chest. “Shut up,” Draco said, putting the pictures back in the drawer. “I’m just speaking the truth,” Daniel smirked. Draco crossed his arms and looked over at Daniel. “How do you know she doesn’t love me? She could love me, and just not tell anyone…,” Draco replied. “If she loved you, she’d be in there nursing YOUR child, not Potter’s…,” Daniel said. “Maybe Potter forced her into all of this…,” Draco sighed. “I doubt it…she is a witch. If she didn’t love Potter, she could have prevented all of it…she was one of the smartest witches of age…she could have used a spell to prevent all of it…,” Daniel replied. “Shut up Daniel!,” Draco exclaimed. He stood up and picked up a vase of flowers that was on his desk and flung it across the room toward Daniel. But he was too fast, and he merely slid over lazily, rolling his eyes at the pile of water, flowers and glass on the floor. “You shouldn’t let her upset you like this,” Daniel said. “I can’t help it,” Draco growled. He stood up and looked out the window into the dark night. The only light shining on the lawn was that from the moon and the light flickering from Farah’s window a few floors below. “Just let her go and forget her. You don’t need her,” Daniel said. “Yes I do. I need her. Just like I needed her at Hogwarts,” Draco murmured. “She doesn’t love you!,” Daniel exclaimed. “You could have any girl you wanted! They would all kill for you!” “But they’re not what I want,” Draco said. “I’d rather kill for her.” Last edited by Little Miss Sunshine : 11-12-2007 at 10:56 PM.